As Fang Zheng spoke, everyone immediately turned their gaze to Fan Qinghui, who was seated on the stage. Previously, many people had restrained themselves from looking too much out of courtesy, but now, using Fang Zheng's words as an excuse, they took the opportunity to take in the sight of the Jade Guardian Fairy.
However, some astute individuals frowned secretly because they could hear Fang Zheng's tone was extremely cold, devoid of any goodwill.
This was very peculiar. Could it be that the Young Lord Jade Face had some grudge against the Jade Guardian Fairy?
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Fan Qinghui hesitated for a moment, then stood up and bowed deeply.
"I apologize, Young Master Fang, Qinghui does not understand your meaning."
"It's not surprising. Isn't playing the innocent your favorite game? ... Never mind, it's no big deal."
As he said this, Fang Zheng's eyes flickered as if he thought of something amusing.
